My name is Stacie, I'm eighteen going on nineteen in March. I have been into creative writing since I was eight or nine years old. It all started when my teacher assigned my fellow classmates and I homework, pertaining to writing a short story for Halloween, so of course it had to relate to the day somehow. I wrote about five pages about four hunters who were out in the woods, camped in an abandoned cottage for the night, and were ambushed by a pack of wolves. The lone surviving hunter, the youngest and most innocent, was spared and turned into a wolf himself. Since then I have written a handful more of short stories that were set by my teachers, each one of them - including the hunter story - being so good either I or my teacher read it aloud to the class. My final story for academic purposes was written during my final English exam this past June... despite the story being rushed due to lack of time (I was given extra time, to boot), my teacher loved it. It was about a boy who was the only survivor of a train wreck in the mountains, pursuing a journey of survival and emerging as a more mature child in the end. I have a nagging suspicion my exam has joined the pile of former exams used to show to future students who are preparing for it. (Not to be arrogant or anything! I just have a feeling.) Since I was about eleven I decided I wanted to write novels, but whether or not I would become a famous bestseller... that has been and still is a dream. Right now I'm working on a story that was inspired by a dream I had in grade ten... I think it was December 2007 or somewhere around there. Originally I named it "The Barrier Castle," but now that I'm developing it more it may need a more suitable name. My only real challenge right now is to make it novel-length, as I've never written more than about 15 pages for a story in my entire young life. Anyway, that's enough about me and my literary history. Thanks for reading!